Stop the press, shock statement. Mum got a letter today saying that Samuel is moving practices and that he’s referred me to one of his colleagues. I am really furious, he must have known that he was going and he didn’t even bother to say anything. Also, and I never thought that I’d say this: I would quite like to have carried on our conversation from last week. I don’t know why, it’s just that it’s been playing on my mind. What an idiot he is. Anyway, his colleagues name is Willa Cotton, what kind of a name is that? I just know she’ll be a hippy, I bet she’ll be wearing a poncho and a caftan. (Mum’s got pictures of her older sister in a caftan, they are really bad news.)